Ooh, dreamworlds! It’s so cool to see everyone’s choices.
I think mine would have to be the part of north-west Wales where I spent a fair bit of my childhood. Probably the headland of Mynydd Tir y Cwmwd, which I must have scrambled up and down about twenty times now:
It’s a big old hunk of granite sticking out of the Llyn Peninsula, covered in gorse and great for walking on. Perfect combination of the ‘blasted heath’ and the coastal environments, with a lovely view over Cardigan Bay from the summit.
Plus, it’s got this guy on it:
That’s the Tin Man statue (the third one to be put up there, the original was a wooden ship’s figurehead), supposed to represent weary travellers. I like to imagine it coming to life and beating up anything that strays into my dreamworld – although I’m sure it’d make an exception for harmless Icelandic mages.